It Wasn'T Fair

I hear you whisper, but you're not there. Your voice, melodic, floats on air. I don't understand why you chose to leave. My heart, rendered, alone it grieves. Life was painful and oft unkind but I never imagined what you had in mind. I don't understand why you chose to leave the life you had. Did you believe death was better ... safer... more kind? I never imagined what you had in mind. I hear you whisper, but you're not there. What you did to us... it wasn't fair.